She looked back when he mentioned the dark lord. Her gaze fell on the scroll he set on the table. "WHat is that?" SHe asked quietly.

"A scroll perhaps?"

Melachor said sarcasticly.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"I can see that, Melachor" SHe said slightly irritated, "What in written in the scroll?"

Melachor stood silently looking at Adastrea.

"That`s odd.. no one really calls me by my name, but in any case the scroll contains secrets about another plains for example a shadow world..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Adastrea nodded slightly and looked away, "Why does no one call you by your name, what do call you by?"

"Don`t know... every single answer I get from a greeting is almost: "Oh it`s you" or "have you come to discuss about something", those are the way people greet me, but there was one who used to call me by my name... but.. that`s just too painful to remember..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Adastrea looked up at him, slightly confused. "I am sorry...."

ha ! if i knew that my greetings wouldnt be so icy, sides i don't know what you have against Deawen but whatever ):))

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Melachor hmped more angrily.

"I don`t need pity because I`ve been pitied enough already and you are sorry for things you have no part in, but well that person was my mother as you would assume...heh.."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"WHat happened to your mother?" She asked softly, not looking at him.

"What happened to the rest of my family, they all burned alive as I said before.."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

She nodded slightly, staying quiet. She looked back into the flames of the only thing keeping her warm. SHe hugged her knees to her chest and rested her chin on them. She still felt like a prisoner despite not being in a small cell behind bars waiting for her next torture.

Melachor turned away and walked away, out of the library and sat in his chair by the fireplace. He lighted a fire and sat there quietly in his thoughts.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Adastrea stayed where she was in silence. She was frustrated, it seemed like everything she did and said displeased him, no matter how hard she tried not to. He was the only other living being she had to talk to everyday and they seemed to argue more than anything else.

Deawen grabed a hold of lefwyn's arm and they vanished, and reappeared next to Adastrea.
hello"

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Adastrea looked up, jumping slightly. This time there was another with her. "Hello, Deawen" SHe said softly. She looked towards the other girl with her and bowed her head slightly, "I am Adastrea"

(OOC- I must be blind or something cause I definately missed this...lol)